The sound of police sirens tore through the air, sharp and urgent, pulling everything into sudden chaos.
Mattew stepped back slowly, his eyes scanning the scene as the traffickers froze in place like animals that had just realized they were surrounded with nowhere left to run.
Within seconds, patrol cars screeched to a stop and officers poured out of them, moving fast and coordinated. One of them, an older officer with a tired face that clearly had seen too much in his life, walked straight toward Mattew without hesitation.
“We received a tip about human trafficking,” he said while looking over the area. His gaze moved from the frightened victims to the tied-up men on the ground. “It looks like we got here just in time.”
Mattew barely reacted. There was no need for long explanations or
